Thursday, March 15, 2012

There was hardly anyone around when I entered the mosque compound. The guide, upon seeing me walking in, smiled and showed the direction to the female ablution area. Soon after, I went up to the second floor, sat on the prayer mat and opened my compact Qur'an. I had only read about 2 pages of it when my mind took a trip of its own, and before long, I found myself asking God;

Monday, March 12, 2012

As I flipped through the pages of my organiser, straining my eyes to read the tiny little scribbles, I questioned myself over and over again ...

Whenever people look up to me for knowledge, had I been truthful and courteous in responding to them?

Whenever people seek help from me, had I been sincere and humble in helping them to the best of my ability?

Whenever people speak good of me, had I been doing all the good all this while merely to seek their pleasure and to gain praises from them?

And the most daunting question that lingers in my mind is ...

In my attempt to attain Gods' forgiveness, love and mercy by accumulating good deeds, as investments to book and secure my ticket to heaven, have I at my own expense edge an inch closer to claiming my ticket to hellfire?